What to do if your crush is the Earl

"It's okay. This kind of secret room is generally not dangerous. It should be a place to store the letters of the castle owner and meet secret guests." Martin lit the torch at the door and took it down. "Fortunately, it can still burn."

Xiao Sheng was worried, but he didn't want to oppose Martin, so he could only say, "Sir, be careful."

"Soon, you watch outside the door first." Martin smiled, approached Xiao Sheng and kissed him on the forehead.

Xiao Sheng was really embarrassed and stopped talking.

Fancheng

Bremen has been restless for two weeks in the palace.

No matter what you do, read a book, read an editorial, do government affairs, or even celebrate the spring festival in Huajie, you can always see that face in your mind--soft and soft blue half-long hair, talking wisely and eloquently. The horse raised his whip, and with a smile, he handed over a fire-acantha fruit.

His Royal Highness Breman was distraught, unable to sleep or eat, but the officer of words and deeds couldn't see it, and his good self-cultivation was almost exhausted.

"Your Highness, there is a letter from the Northland." The personal servant Rhodes appeared at the door.

"Give it to me." Breman took it with a calm expression, and the ghost knew that his heart was already ticking happily.

Letters from the Northland are 100% from Antoine.

After opening the letter and reading it, it was a follow-up on the affairs of the Northland, and it was indeed Antoine's personal letter.

The whole article is in decent official language, and even at the beginning, it was conveyed that Earl Sade asked him to report directly to His Highness.

Breman's hands trembled angrily. Does this guy have anything else to say?

Thinking this way, at the end of the letter, I saw the slightly different signature.

Generally, the official signature should be the job of the letter writer, but the last thing written in this letter is:

——"Those who miss His Highness, Shiwan." Shiwan is Antoine's nickname.

Small words are easily overlooked.But it happened that such a sentence came.

Briman slapped the letter on the table, and lightly reprimanded: "Bold guy~!"

But there wasn't much disgust in his eyes, instead there was a smile that was too faint to be seen.

Rhodes observed the situation from the side, and saw that the other party's mood seemed to have improved, and reminded: "Your Highness, you have an appointment with the National Teacher this afternoon."

Breman smiled lightly, slowly put the letter away and put it in his chest: "I see."

labyrinth

Xiao Sheng waited outside for a long time but did not see Martin come out.

When Martin entered, the light of the fire was reflected on the wall, but when he entered further inside, the light of the fire disappeared.Xiao Sheng stared at it, and the fire in his heart seemed to be extinguished, and his heart tightened.

For some reason, when I first entered the labyrinth, I felt that there were still many people, but now it seemed to be blocked, and there was no one here.

Xiao Sheng's worries deepened, and finally he couldn't hold back, and stepped in.

"gentlemen?"

No one should.

It was dark inside, but after reaching the bottom, there was a slight light coming from the corridor at the other end.

Xiao Sheng groped along those faint lights bit by bit.

At the end, it seemed to be blocked by something.

The faint light was right in front of my eyes, flickering on and off, moving left and right, I didn't know what it was.

"—Xiao Sheng?"

The fire suddenly became grand, illuminating the entire interior space.

Where Xiao Sheng had been staring, suddenly a stone statue's head with teeth and claws appeared.

He was so scared that he took a step back and almost fell to the ground.

The back was held up by a solid chest, and one hand was around to protect him:

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Xiao Sheng made up his mind, and when he looked back, Martin's beautiful figure with blond hair and green eyes was behind him.

He regained his sense of stability, held Martin's arm with one hand, and turned his head to look at the stone statue.

It turned out that the eyes of the stone statue were made of two gemstones, and the light just now should reflect the approaching firelight.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Martin: "Why have you been away for so long, sir?"

"I found something interesting and researched it." Martin smiled and pinched a corner of the notebook on his chest. "Prince Tanner wrote the travel notes. Take them back and read them for inspiration."

"Have you any inspiration for writing a long story, sir?"

Martin smiled charmingly: "Almost there."

The trip to the labyrinth is over, and the return journey went smoothly.

When approaching the white house, an old man appeared on the side of the road.

The old man was wearing a taupe top, sitting in a wooden wheelchair by the side of the road, with his eyes closed, he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Martin and the others got out of the carriage, the horses were led away, and the carriage was pushed to the parking place by the servants.The old man remained motionless.

Although a little curious, Martin and the others didn't bother. After all, the old man was still outside the courtyard gate and didn't hinder them.

In the evening, the old man slowly swayed the wheelchair and left by himself.

"What do you think that old man is here for?" At night, Martin dipped his pen under the lamp and asked Xiao Sheng curiously.

"I don't know, sir.—It can't be a bad thing anyway."

Martin nodded in approval.

But what they didn't expect was that the old man came again the next morning.

It is still on the side of the road, with green shades and wild flowers.

The old man was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, his eyes were fascinated, his head was tilted, quietly like a sculpture.

Martin stood by the window watching, his expression dazed.

On the third day, the old man came again.He changed his clothes and was still in a wheelchair.

When Martin passed by the window again, he suddenly realized: "He is listening to the sound of birds!!!"

Xiao Sheng also stopped and looked at the past seriously.

"—Look at the direction where his head is facing, and his ears are facing, it happens to be the bird's nest that built a new nest a few days ago."

Those were the toon trees in Martin's yard. They had just sprouted tender red buds a few days ago, and the branches became more dense these days. Some birds picked up the branches and thatched grass to build a nest on them.

The bird's voice was bright and melodious, and it twittered tactfully, full of the revival of all things.

A very leisurely and elegant old man.

With a smile on his lips, Martin told Xiao Sheng, "Go and see if you can invite him in, just say I'll invite him to drink tea."

Xiao Sheng nodded and passed.

Someone's voice was approaching, and the old man finally opened his eyes.

Seeing Xiao Sheng, confusion and puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Sheng has a good temper, and he explained it to the old man three times before the old man nodded slightly.

"I like pleasant sounds." The old man explained to Xiao Sheng.

Seeing Xiao Sheng pushing the old man's wheelchair in, Martin hurriedly asked people to go to the living room to prepare drinks.

Martin wanders in the literati circle in social circles. As long as he wants to, there is no relationship that he can't build.

After listening to him chatting for a while, the old man really became a little cheerful and told them that his name was Buck and he lived in a nearby nursing home.

"Is it the one near Yueshui Villa?"

The old man nodded: "My son is too busy with work, and I'm not in good health, so he let me live there. The annual expenses there are ridiculously high."

The old man said with some pride on his face.

Martin nodded, raised his teacup and took another sip of black tea.

Xiao Sheng came over with some books and albums, and Martin explained to Buck that he saw those albums at the market and bought them from a small vendor who was a part-time entomologist or hobbyist. But the funds in his hand are not enough, and occasionally he will sell some not so valuable specimens to subsidize the lack of research expenses.

Buck was really interested. He took the magnifying glass and collection book and studied them carefully, obviously very interested.

"Old sir, if you like it, I can give it to you."

"Really? Are you willing to give it to me?" Buck's small dim eyes lit up, making people feel that this old man is very simple and cute.

"Of course, I don't live here for a long time anyway, and it's a burden to carry these things. If you like it, just accept it."

Buck cherished the collection album in his arms.

When he left, Buck looked a little tired, but he was still in good spirits.

He told Martin about the scenery and customs of the province of Santo Deming.While listening, Martin took a notebook and wrote down a lot.

In the end, people couldn't eat anymore, so Martin asked Xiao Sheng to send Buck back.

Xiao Sheng came back an hour later and reported to Martin on the completion of the work. At the end, he mentioned by the way that the lake at the nursing home is very beautiful.

These words are very abrupt and deliberate.

Martin was writing the manuscript, when he heard this, he raised his eyes to look at Xiao Sheng, a little nervousness flashed in those black eyes, and then anticipation.What's particularly cute about Xiao Sheng is that when he's nervous, he will turn his eyes away and not look at the person who is talking, and then his eyelashes will flutter slightly, I don't know if he knows it.

Martin felt comfortable and happy, and he smiled and returned the lit cigar to the crystal jar: "Then let's go and see it another day."

Of course, it will be gone soon. In the south where the sun is shining all day long and the seasons are like spring, the life is more and more leisurely, which makes people feel a little bit reluctant to leave.

There are many fishermen renting boats next to Lake Orsay.

It's spring outing, and many gentlemen and ladies go out together by the lake. The ladies wear beautiful wind hoods that half-enclose their heads, and delicately braided hair accessories are exposed at the corners.

Many people saw Martin and his party, and many people secretly cast their eyes back, most of them were shy and timid girls, and of course there were also ladies with male companions.

Martin himself didn't look sideways. He paid the money, led the boat with an open top, and ducked into it.

The place in the cruise ship is still small.Martin lay down on his back without restraint, resting his arms on his pillow and closing his eyes, while Xiao Sheng sat down quietly beside him.

The boat was moving, the water was gurgling, and neither of them spoke.The gentle breeze slipped past the cheeks, making people feel very refreshing and pleasant.

Martin closed his eyes and rested his mind. After a while, he really fell asleep. He didn't know how long he slept. When he opened his eyes again, he was in a daze, and suddenly found someone very close in front of him.

Seeing him open his eyes suddenly, the other party might have been frightened, and stepped back suddenly, and when he reached the edge of the boat, the boat immediately staggered and swayed.Martin quickly hooked the other party over and pressed him into his arms.

"What are you panicking about?"

In fact, Xiao Sheng felt even more panicked.

Originally, half of the cheek was scorched by the sun, but now it feels like it's going to burn.

Half of his face was buried in the arms of the Earl, his whole body was somewhat paralyzed, and one hand was tightly attached to Martin's front.

It was a coincidence that on such a warm day, there was still a faint aroma of cold pine wood in this person's arms, calm and amiable, which made people obsessed unconsciously.

The author has something to say:

Buck is an introduction~

Not tonight (*ˉ︶ˉ*)

感谢在2020-03-1820:56:29~2020-03-2009:45:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Jiang Hai sent 2 bottles for the rest of his life;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!